Friday night the Roommate and I went to a benefit for the Columbia Symphony and the evening was all about silent auctions, full symphony playing and opera singing, rich old people being snooty and free champagne. I'm sure you've figured our why we went----that's right, a dear friend is on the board of directors and asked us to attend..............and he just happened to mention the free champagne. So we spent the time between 7:30 and 11:30 eating as much cheese and downing countless glasses of champagne and watching old folks nodding of, basically having the "high society" evening we are undoubtedly accustomed to. Then we went home, changed out of our cocktail attire and called L and T and invited them to the house for beer (that they were of course asked to bring) and fun and games. So the drinking continued and we played darts and foosball and drank more beer and wine...............
..........when the silly hats and wigs and wig-with-a-hat came out................So there was some of that..................
.........................adding a little fake-giant-spider wrestling with a side of weird wig.............
.............followed by "Glamour Shots" modeling of the odd colored wig.............
....................followed by some rubber chicken torture on the way to get some grub......................
..............with a little "I can't believe we ate the whooooole greasy thing"...........
...........add a huge helping of anything and everything on the menu that's greasy or fried.........
................finishing the evening with a 6 am group photo taken by the "graveyard shift" waitress and by then the only thing left to do is call it an evening.
....................followed by some rubber chicken torture on the way to get some grub......................
..............with a little "I can't believe we ate the whooooole greasy thing"...........
...........add a huge helping of anything and everything on the menu that's greasy or fried.........
................finishing the evening with a 6 am group photo taken by the "graveyard shift" waitress and by then the only thing left to do is call it an evening.So that was Friday evening, and sadly that isn't an out-of-the-ordinary description of your average weekend night around the Roommate. Fun pretty much lives at our house.
Next weekend is the Roommate's birthday (I won't say which birthday as I do not want to die just yet) so there will surely be more fun to follow. Stay posted.
1 comment:
Looks like you all had a great time!!!! :) Love the wig!! hehe
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